Sister Sun was transferred by Yan Luo to tie her hair and make-up for the children who were going to perform the show. The makeup of Atractylodes and the others was done by Yan Luo alone. Even if Yan Luo moves quickly, the party started when she finished the makeup of several people.

Principal Li's attention to this evening party was beyond Yan Luo's expectations. Night fell, the stage for the evening party had been built, and the microphone, audio and lights were all available.

Although it is not large in scale, it is quite impressive.

The villagers in the audience also arrived one after another, sat on the bench specially arranged for them, whispering with interest, and looking forward to the performances that were waiting for.

"Aunt Zhao, does your Yan Niuer also want to perform on stage?"

"Sure, don't mention it. I was so excited last night that I couldn't sleep. I didn't eat breakfast or lunch today. I said I couldn't wear a skirt after eating. Do you think this is a hot house?"

"The same is true for our Fennie. This dead child will be angry to death one day!"

"I heard that Xiao Luo is going to perform a show today, so I'll come here quickly!" Aunt Wang smiled so hard that she couldn't stop smiling. "I really like this kid. She is sweet and patient, and she is pretty. She is willing to listen to us aunts. She is much better than my two unpromising sons!"

"I heard from my Yan Niuer that each class in their school will have several programs, either singing or dancing, maybe Xiao Luo is the same!"

"That little mouth is sweet, and the person has long hands and legs. Who can't sing and dance?" Aunt Zhou has become Yan Luo's eyes closed. If Yan Luo goes up to be an orangutan scratches her head, she can also close her eyes and praise her beautiful dancing posture.

"Hey hey-you-see, it's starting."

Walking onto the stage was a girl in a beautiful little dress and a boy in a small suit and a tie.

They walked onto the stage from the left and right sides of the stage, and the loud and neat voices spread throughout the village through the microphone: "Dear audiences - good evening everyone!"

There was applause from the audience.

"It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. Every encounter or reunion is a fate that has been cultivated. Among 224 countries and regions around the world, on 9.6 million square kilometers of land in China, and among the 1.4 billion people in the country, spring is in bloom and fruits are fragrant. Isn't it a fate to meet?

When I heard this word, I wrote it by the old principal. There was a rustling sound in the audience, and a small conversation sounded.

"What are you talking about, don't you understand?"

"What did you say? I can't hear it-"

"I said! I don't understand-"

"What? You can't hear it?"

“…”

The children on the stage were passionately chanting the literary speech written by the principal, and the villagers below were confused when they heard it.

"Now, let's invite the first program, the song performance brought by the second grade - "Listen to Me and Say Thank You"!"

Finally, the lengthy opening speech was finished, and the first program officially began. Yan Luo and others sneaked to the rear of the villagers to observe secretly.

The children were wearing golden dance clothes rented by the principal. The girls' hair was woven cleanly and stage makeup was applied on their faces. They were careful not to pursed their lips or lick their lips, for fear of pursing the lipstick on their mouths.

"I'll give you Xiaoxin - I'll give you a flower - you'll be moved in my life..."

"Listen to me to say thank you - because of you - warming the four seasons - thank you - because of you - the world is more beautiful..."

Yan Luo was shocked, glanced at the camera being recorded next to him, and sighed, "The children are so miserable nowadays, even the dark history is in high definition."

Yan Wang had a bad face, and had an unsatisfactory wig on his head, which hung down to cover his eyes. The window of his soul was forcibly closed by Yan Luo, so he had to lift the "blind" in front of him when watching the performance.

He said quietly, "Yes, it's not like that Indian girl, every year... um!"

Before he could finish his words, Yan Luo forced his mouth to cover.

"Wangwang, are you tired? You're all starting to talk nonsense." Yan Luo bit his back teeth and squeezed out a "friendly" smile.

The memory of the dead suddenly attacked her. If she knew that the "The Girl of the Heavenly Girl" performed in her kindergarten would be regarded as the annual Spring Festival Gala, and as the background music played on TV when relatives came to her house to chat on the first day of the Lunar New Year, she would definitely not-

No evidence left!

It seems that this brother should not stay for a long time.

"Roar! Ha! Who is it? I send you to my side~ it's that round moon~" Rong Tangcuo tiptoed, and swears to her ears, and launched a demonic whisper to attack her.

Yan Luo let go of Yan Wang's hand, who was silent, rubbed the saliva that was accidentally stained on his clothes, and gave Rong Tangcun a look, "You try another 'roar'?"

"If you don't say it, don't say it! Spicy!" Rong Tangcuo pouted, pretending to be zippered and pulled his mouth up.

"Ah Shariva-Ah Shariva-Ah Shariva-Ah Shariva-Roar! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

The silent Yan Wang suddenly spoke, his tender voice was teasing. He was very happy. When he saw Yan Luo's expression as if he had eaten a fly, he was even more satisfied. He bent his eyebrows and eyes, smiled on the corners of his mouth, and his millet-like teeth were white and neat, revealing his shallow tiger teeth.

Like a clever little devil, not a young and old little adult.

He rarely smiles so brightly. Even Yan Luo only sees him smiling with his lips.

Seeing his younger brother laughing so happily, Yan Luo was gone, but he just rubbed his hair helplessly and commented: "This wig doesn't feel better than your hair."

Atractylodes widened their eyes and watched his personality collapse. The fourth uncle who was gradually Luo Hua's 4th was already stupid. He said blankly—

"Uncle Fourth, you are so sexy."

Yan Wang:...

The next second, he changed back to a expressionless expression, putting his hands in his pockets, as if he was suddenly excited about him in the last second.

Atractylodes refused to let go, and squatted down and pulled the corner of his clothes and shook it, "Sing it again! Just once!"

“…”

"I didn't sing well just now!"

“…”

"It's the one just now, roar! Ha! roar! Ha!"

“…”

Yan Wang was so determined that he pretended to be dead, put down his hand holding the wig, which once again covered his eyes and closed the window of his heart.

He also closed the chat window between him and Atractylodes.

Seeing that he was not getting into oil and salt, Atractylodes moved his target to the photographer, "Did you take a photo just now?"

The photographer didn't say anything, but just gave him a thumbs up silently.

Atractylodes: “Ha!”

He wants to cut out the previous episode and play it in a loop on his living room TV every day!

Yan Wang:...

Yan Luo even made a few ridicule of disrespectful ridicule, and leaned over and said with malicious intentions, "Ah-Shariva-Roar! Ha!"

Yan Wang covered his ears and pretended to be dead.

[Hahahahahahaha my brother originally wanted to let the little lord die in the commune, but he didn't expect his own community to die!!]

【Ahhhh so cute!! My brother smiles so cute! Like a little angel! So why don’t you smile too much in normal times!!】

[I don't want to fall, but he has little tiger teeth!]

[It turns out that in front of the smiling Ba Zongwang, the little sun hamster, the evil little princess, and the mindless Lantern Festival are not worth mentioning.]

[Handsome guy is worthless in front of the cute little one.]

[I don't care! I will cut this episode a hundred times then! If the program team cuts the main film, don't blame me for rushing to the director to pull his hair out of baldness!]
Chapter completed!